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"I will," he swore. They drove on a bit and Bond checked the GPS again. "How bloody far is this place? We've got to be almost there. Zoom that out and see..."

He hated the countryside in the dark. But thank god for technology. It wasn't all that long ago he would have been relatively blind.

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"I want that too," Q said softly, rewarding Bond's openness with a long slow kiss, and three little words.

"I love you."

Pulling back, he retrieved the lubricant and gently nudged Bond's thighs apart. He didn't hurry- didn't rush. He had a feeling that this was something rare. Something to be treasured and enjoyed to the fullest.

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Q couldn't possibly know just how rare it was. Bond had done it, and more than once, but that was for the sake of a mission. And while he'd enjoyed it it was never his preference. There was something quite enticing about the idea of willingly being beneath Q, of feeling the man fill him, of being...vulnerable. It was a trust exercise more than anything, but it was the one way Bond knew he could prove how deeply he trusted Q.

And he may never feel the need to do this again, but he wanted to now.

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With one finger, then eventually two, Q prepared Bond with gentle touches. The man was remarkably tight and the young Quartermaster showed a remarkable amount of care with him.

He didn't speak, he had a feeling Bond wouldn't want to talk, but every touch spoke of love and care.

Eventually he reached for the condom, slipping it on and settling into place as he hitched Bond's legs up.

"Just relax," he said quietly, as he lined up his cock and slowly thrust his hips forward.

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To relax was easier said than done. The intrusion was terribly foreign and Bond gasped sharply, though he did will his body not to rebel. Q was remarkably careful with him and the brief pain faded fast to the delicious feeling of being filled and stretched. Bond's eyes glazed a bit and he looked at Q through a haze of lust.

"You won't break me," he said breathlessly as he reached for Q with one hand and took hold of his cock with the other.

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"I know, Bond. You're unbreakable," Q said softly, rolling his hips and thrusting slowly.

"And even if you were, I'd never let you shatter," he promised, giving the double-o a moment longer to adjust, before slipping nearly all the way out, and thrusting back in with a sharp snap of his hips.

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Bond tipped his head back and barked out a cry of pleasure and surprise. His legs flexed so he could hold onto Q better and his fist flew over his cock.

"Christ, Q," he gasped. "Yes...like that. That's good. That's perfect..."

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Q bent over him, nearly folding the double-o in half as he fucked him.

He wasn't shocked at all by how spry or limber the other man was. Bond wasn't just built for combat, he was built to move.

He shifted his hips, changing the angle as he switched to short, rapid, aggressive thrusts. His movements tight and controlled as he reached with one hand to grab a fistful of Bond's hair.

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He returned the brutal affection by reaching around Q and dragging his nails down the slender man's back. His breath hitched, short gasps punctuated by wanton moans. Q was relentless and Bond's pleasure built fast. He shamelessly pulled himself off, cock leaking and throbbing in his grip.

"Don't stop. Don't you stop," he said breathlessly. He clenched around Q to feel him more completely, savoring every vicious inch.

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Q gasped, then thrust again- Harder this time.

"I'll not stop until it's over," he purred. "Now come on. Come on," he added with a soft growl.

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Bond took that as a command. There was no reason to hold back, no reason to keep control. He knew Q would get his and so Bond focused on himself. His wrist was fluid and his grip perfect, not too loose or tight. He pulled himself off at a furious pace, panting as the urgency built and finally exploded. Bond rocked on the bed, lifting his head only to slam it back into the pillow as he came hard, jets striping his bare stomach.

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Bond came, and Q ducked low, sealing his lips over the other man's and kissing him hard.

His his never stopped moving though, his thrusts simply became much shorter as he buried himself deep inside the other man.

When the kiss broke, Q held nothing back. He fucked Bond furiously, not shy about using the other man's body for his own pleasure.

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When he could find the coordination Bond let go of his cock and reached for Q's shoulders. He held onto him, watching him with an intensity that he was sure the other man must feel. He was so beautiful, so focused. Bond marveled at this side of Q. He'd honestly never imagined he had it in him to do this so well. He was infinitely glad he'd confessed his desire.

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Q didn't stop or slow until he was about to come- Only then did his hips stutter and his breath hitch as he spilled deep inside the other man.

"Oh- Oh fuck," he panted softly.

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Bond gave him a moment to recover, for sense to come back to him, then he took hold of Q by plunging his fingers into the man's hair and he dragged him down to kiss him deeply, moaning into his mouth. He felt perfect, buzzed and spent.

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Q moaned into the kiss, rutting against him and moaning deeply.

"I love you," he whispered. "I love you, James Bond."

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"I love you, Q. Madly. Beyond reason. I love you..." he whispered. His arms wrapped around him then, desperate to keep him close. This would all end. They may have peace for now, but soon enough the world would intrude and any time for soft touch or tender kisses would be gone. It would be crisp vowels in one ear and the sound of gunfire in the other.

Bond held Q and treasured him as much as he could, while he could.

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Slipping free, Q settled in on the bed beside Bond, holding on and wrapping one arm around him.

He meant to say something more, but sleep came fast, stealing him away as he went lax and boneless at Bond's side.

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Bond was spent and quite relaxed...but he could hardly sleep. As soon as the bliss passed he found his mind falling back to reality. To Terrance. To the matter of keeping Q safe.

He lay still and held Q- and he began to plan.

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